Knife splashing

Chapter 239: Water God's Immortality Technique

"interesting…"

Looking at the thick fog around him, Li Yan had already gotten used to it.

In this case, it is either a communication with gods or a mission from the underworld.

Without any hesitation, he immediately stepped forward quickly.

Soon, the thick fog dissipated and a figure appeared in front.

It was a pool of water, with half of the body of a god of the earth sticking out of it. He had red hair, yellow beard, blue eyes, yellow face, and was wearing golden armor. He looked a bit strange.

However, its situation is somewhat miserable.

He was seen hunched over, lying on the shore with his hands on his stomach, with a huge bronze spike piercing through the back of his hand and nailed to the ground.

An iron chain was hung on the bronze cone, passing across its neck.

It's like some kind of torture.

"Woo~"

The sad crying sound came from his mouth.

It turns out the town was sealed off!

Li Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, as if thinking about something.

This should be the Three Gorges water god Huang Mo Shen. Judging from the records, he should be a benevolent god who protects the safety of passing ships.

After the town was sealed off, it was no longer effective and the incense naturally ceased.

Being able to hold on until now, it was obviously very powerful back then.

Most of them can no longer hold on and feel that the end is near, so they cry at night.

Who on earth would do this?

Li Yan was curious and walked forward to check.

Wow!
The sound of chains rang out as the Yellow Demon God raised his huge head and looked at him with a pair of eyes as blue as the river.

In an instant, the surrounding scene changed again.

That was the deep part of the river, with mud and sand surging and water plants swaying.

Two ridges extend from the shore, like arms reaching out from the land and reaching into the river.

At the end of the ground vein, there are two bronze pillars as thick as buckets, covered with verdigris and covered with algae and shells.

There are chains wrapped around the bronze pillars, extending to the bottom of the river.

The light and shadow in front of him changed again, and his perspective continued to move downward along the chain. The scene he saw surprised Li Yan.

I saw a stone coffin buried at the bottom of the river, with bronze animal head ears on each side, connected to chains above.

Afterwards, the lid of the sarcophagus gradually became transparent.

There was a corpse lying inside, and no one knew what era it was from. The body was white and swollen, with long black hair billowing, covering most of the body, like a water ghost...

At the same time, the illusion changed again.

But this time, it was the well where the underworld issued the mission.

However, it was just an ordinary well, not the kind of black well with bloody water.

Li Yan has now figured out the rules.

Ordinary wells are used to catch criminals who disrupt life and death.

The bloody water of the black well is used to suppress the evil spirit that escapes to the human world.

He already had some guess in his mind and placed his hands on the edge of the well.

Sure enough, the well water quickly formed a vortex, and the coffin appeared first, followed by a flicker of light and shadow, and another scene appeared:
I saw an old scholar with white hair standing by the river. He seemed to be heartbroken and jumped into the river with a splash.

Then, from the darkness at the bottom of the river, long black hair rose up and wrapped around him little by little like water grass...

Good guy!
It turned out that the missions to communicate with gods and the underworld appeared at the same time.

Li Yan was shocked and the illusion in front of him disappeared immediately.

The speed of communication with the spirit was very fast. To others, it was just a short moment and they could not even notice it.

Li Yan's face was solemn as he walked into the hall.

The temple was already in a dilapidated state. If it hadn't been cleaned by the old man who was guarding the temple, it would have collapsed long ago.

But the old man had difficulty walking, and the corners of the temple were covered with spider webs, and in the dark, there were rats crawling around in the corners.

Li Yan pinched the Yang Jue and took a deep breath.

Sure enough, there was still a bit of divine energy lingering in the statue, but it was very weak and on the verge of breaking, and it also carried a sinister aura.

"How about it?"

Taoist Feng knew what he was doing and asked quickly.

Li Yan did not rush to answer, but asked in a deep voice: "Has there ever been a water ghost haunting the area near Guizhou City?"

"Of course there is."

Taoist Feng said disapprovingly: "The Three Gorges waterway has been a strategic point of military strategy since ancient times. It is a dangerous waterway. I don't know how many souls have been buried there. It is normal for water ghosts to appear."

"Not an ordinary water ghost?"

Li Yan shook his head and said, "He is the kind of person who hurts people wantonly and even appears in people's dreams, demanding blood sacrifices and building temples to worship them."

Taoist Feng's expression immediately became serious, "Evil God?"

"I have only been transferred to Zigui County for a few years and have not found such a situation. I will check the past records after I return."

"Did Young Master Li discover anything?"

"I'll talk to you later."

After the three of them left the ruined temple, Li Yan whispered, "The Three Gorges Water God has tampered with this place. I suspect it has something to do with one of the evil methods in the Immortal Library of Immortality..."

After seeing the previous illusion, he already understood it.

In "The Immortal Treasury of Immortality", there are many evil methods of immortality related to water, and the arrangement seen before is very similar to the "Water God's Immortality Method".

Longevity is not just about the body, the eternal existence of the soul is also called longevity.

This is one of them.

The caster must first devour the fortune of the gods, and then transform into a ghost or god, having people build temples, burn incense, and perform blood sacrifices.

The advantage of this method is that it can always maintain the memory of the soul, and it can also possess and borrow other people's bodies to survive.

The demon god they worship is named Lu Li, who is rumored to be a carp transformed into a demon. He appears as a woman in white mourning clothes, and often sits by the river crying.

If someone is attracted to the river by the crying sounds, they will be killed.

Of course, although this method is mysterious, it also has a weakness. The physical body it is attached to will decay within a few years, and one must find the next one.

And this period of time is the best time to deal with the caster.

The Yellow Demon God, the water god of the Three Gorges, has already worn out his energy, and the only reason he has survived until now is because he has to ward off disasters for those who cast spells.

Once the caster is destroyed, the Yellow Devil will also dissipate.

Obviously, he wanted Li Yan to avenge him.

"The Water God's Immortality Technique?!"

Taoist Feng obviously knew something about this. His eyes were full of shock. It took him a long time to come back to his senses. He shook his head and said, "This is the Three Gorges. There are countless water gods worshipped along the coast. Almost every village has a water temple. It's not that easy to find it..."

"It's not like there are no clues."

Li Yan said thoughtfully: "The demon is now possessed by an old scholar. I suspect it is Liu Danqiu, the head of Danyang Academy."

Taoist Feng stroked his long beard and nodded, saying, "It is also possible that after the death of this man's grandson, he has been living alone in the mountains, and his whereabouts are mysterious."

"Maybe he doesn't want people to notice the stench on his body."

Sharifei, who was listening nearby, was stunned. "Wait, this Yellow Demon Temple was only ruined during the Daxing period, right? Is there really an old monster that can survive until now?"

Li Yan's eyes were solemn, "It should be."

"This guy might be the remnant of the Ghost Cult. When he saw that things were not going well during the Daxing Dynasty, he used evil methods to survive until now and secretly developed the Ghost Cult..."

At this moment, he already had a vague idea in his mind.

The remnants of the Ghost Cult have been secretly preaching here for a long time. "Red Girl" arrived and cooperated with them. No one knows what conspiracy they are plotting.

Or, whether it is Hongnv or Zhao Changsheng,
They are all members of the Ghost Cult!

After all, Zhao Changsheng is now a Taoist priest of Taixuan Orthodox Sect who went to the northern border. He accidentally touched the restriction and was possessed by someone.

A creepy thought came to Li Yan's mind.

The ghost cults at that time did not become extinct, but instead hid in various places in China with the help of various evil methods of longevity, and some transformed themselves into evil spirits, while others escaped life and death.

Zhao Changsheng has appeared in various places in China in recent years.

I just want to wake them all up!
This thought made his back feel cold...

Although Feng Daoren didn't know what he was thinking, he also felt that the problem was serious. He sighed and shook his head and said, "What should we do next?"

"Don't alarm the other party for now."

Li Yan said in a deep voice: "Let's continue investigating and pretend we don't know, so as not to alert the enemy."

"Master, is there any way to quickly contact Zhenwu Palace?" "No way."

Taoist Feng shook his head and said, "The Taixuan Sect has a thousand-mile sound transmission technique, but it must be performed in a blessed place or on a high mountain surrounded by innate energy. It also requires the cooperation of a large-scale ritual, and it will only be activated when the safety of Shenzhou is at stake."

“The fastest way is to use the Imperial Post Station.

But now there are river monsters in the Three Gorges waterway, so we can only take the mountain road, and even going to Yichang will take a day or two."

Didn't Judge Zhou say that reinforcements would arrive tomorrow? I guess the river monster would have been killed by then, so it would be easier to send a message."

"Alright."

Li Yan thought about it and didn't force it.

In fact, the person he wanted to contact most was Luo Mingzi.

The other party was transferred to the capital to be specifically responsible for tracking down Zhao Changsheng.

The two of them have a very close relationship and will definitely take this matter seriously.

…………

Although they found important clues in the Yellow Demon Temple, the three did not stop. They walked along the stream, bypassed Guizhou City, and headed north.

Along the way, peach trees are planted along the banks.

Peach blossoms are in full bloom, and petals are falling into the stream. In the misty rain, the scenery is extremely beautiful.

Sharifei glanced casually at the water and his eyes widened immediately, "Look, the peach blossoms are moving!"

“That’s called peach blossom fish.”

Taoist Feng shook his head and said, "The peach blossoms by the stream are also one of the beautiful sights of Guizhou. At this time in previous years, the scholars of Danyang Academy would go out for an outing, call their friends, and recite poems and compose couplets by the stream."

"This year, I'm afraid no one is in the mood..."

As they were talking, they had already left the west of the city.

There are many streams and rivers near Guizhou City, but compared to the area near the southern pier, there are far fewer villages here, and only occasionally can you see people visiting the graves during the Qingming Festival.

The road was remote, and we had to take detours and cross bridges frequently, so it took some time.

It was already noon when they arrived at Baoen Guangxiao Temple.

On the way here, Taoist Feng had already introduced that the Baoen Guangxiao Temple is also very old. During the Song Dynasty, when Lu You visited Guizhou, he stayed in the temple.

Before they got close, several people realized something was wrong.

Although it was drizzling and it was the Qingming Festival, the temple gate was tightly closed at noon.

According to Wu Defa, his son Wu Shiqing liked to study Buddhist philosophy and often went to Baoen Guangxiao Temple to drink tea and communicate with the abbot there.

On the day Wu Shiqing had the accident, he was also returning from the temple at night.

But according to information from the government, the monks in this temple only chant scriptures, meditate, burn incense and worship Buddha, and they do not know any magic.

It's just an ordinary temple in the world.

Li Yan originally just came to take a look.

But now, something is obviously fishy.

"Someone is coming, hide first!"

Li Yan narrowed his eyes and led the two of them into the woods nearby.

From the north gate of Guizhou City, several men who looked like merchants came on horseback. When they arrived at the gate of the temple, they started knocking on the door.

"Why is the door closed in broad daylight?"

“Is it because of Qingming Festival?”

These people spoke with accents from other states and were obviously ordinary merchants.

squeak~
The door slowly opened, revealing a crack. A monk looked through the crack and said to the people, "Dear donors, what's the matter?"

A wealthy businessman said with a smile: "These people are all my good friends. They heard that there are authentic works of Lu Fangweng in the temple. They want to see them and burn incense to add some money for the incense."

The monk still had a cold expression on his face. "I'm sorry, benefactors. Our temple has something going on today and we cannot receive outsiders. Please go back."

After saying that, he closed the door.

"Ah~ this..."

The leading merchant was obviously annoyed. "These monks... I usually give them a lot of money, why are they behaving like this?"

As he said this, he continued to knock on the door.

"Brother Wang, forget it."

"Maybe he really has something important to do. Let's go back."

After being persuaded by the people around him, the merchant became indignant and rode away with a few people towards Guizhou City.

"It does seem like something is wrong."

After the few people left, Taoist Feng stroked his beard and said, "I don't have much friendship with the abbot of that temple, but I have heard that he is extremely greedy for money. How could he chase away the incense money that was delivered to his door?"

Looking at the temple in the rain, Li Yan was thoughtful, "No hurry, let me take a look first."

After that, he stepped on the steps, made some hand gestures, and lightly lifted his little finger.

Swish!
A cold wind blew around, and a white paper man suddenly flew out from the leather bag around his waist and slid towards the temple along the ground.

One convenient aspect of this "Beidi Chulingshu" is that you can prepare many paper figures at one time, so you don't need to chant spells when casting the spell, which saves time.

It is a big taboo to use paper dolls to worship spirits in the rain.

After all, the talisman paper will lose its effect once it gets wet.

Fortunately, they were not far from the temple, and the paper mannequin was moving very fast and was covered by the surrounding trees. Although it was slightly wet, it was still usable after entering the temple.

Li Yan made some hand gestures and closed his eyes.

With the help of Chu Ling, the scene inside the temple can be seen at a glance.

The temple gate was closed, and two monks stood behind the gate with knives in their hands, hiding from the rain and cursing:
"Damn it, you ungrateful thing."

"In my opinion, we should just let them in and get it over with."

"Forget it, don't miss the important thing."

There is something wrong with this temple!

Li Yan's heart trembled, and he controlled Chu Ling to continue moving forward.

There are flying eaves and brackets in the temple. They are very old, with stacked wooden mortise and tenon structures. They are extremely exquisite, but they also have many gaps.

The grass spirits moved through it secretly.

Li Yan controlled the paper man and entered one of the side halls. He was immediately shocked to see a lot of corpses lying densely on the ground. They were all wearing yellow monk robes and were obviously monks in the temple.

All the monks had their heads chopped off, their abdomens were covered in blood, and their livers had been removed.

Li Yan seemed to be thinking about something and continued to control Chu Ling to search.

All the corpses were concentrated in this side hall with its doors and windows locked, while the other halls were empty.

Where have all the people gone?
Just as Li Yan was wondering, he saw a man covered in mud crawling out of the well next to the vegetable garden in the backyard, and threw the pickaxe in his hand to the ground.

"Damn, it's so hard to dig!"

He cursed and ran to the front yard, shouting, "Hurry, the brothers are hungry, get us something to eat."

"The gang leader said that we must dig up the stuff today!"

After saying that, he turned around and went back into the well.

The two fake monks ran to the kitchen and started working.

puff~
The paper figure suddenly caught fire and turned into ashes.

In the woods, Li Yan suddenly opened his eyes and described what he had seen.

"hiss!"

Taoist Feng's eyes were filled with doubt and uncertainty. "There is a legend in Guizhou City that there is an ancient Chu tomb behind the Baoen Guangxiao Temple, but no one has ever discovered it over the years. Could it be that this group of monsters has found it?"

Li Yan said in a deep voice: "No matter what it is, it is certain that these people are from the Ghost Cult. Taoist Feng, this place is not far from the city gate. You return immediately and tell Judge Zhou to come and arrest them."

"I'll wait here and guard to prevent them from running away."

"this…"

Taoist Feng looked embarrassed and said awkwardly: "How about we go back together? I'm afraid I'll get into trouble if I go alone."

Sharifei said happily: "Master, it's just such a short distance, we'll be there in the blink of an eye, what are you afraid of?"

"Alas, you don't understand."

Taoist Feng shook his head and said, "It is recorded in the classics that the Ghost Cult is vicious and cruel. What's more troublesome is that you don't even know how many followers they have."

"There must be a lot of spies in the city right now, and the government office is even more dangerous. I am not good at fighting, and if I am discovered, my life will be in danger."

Seeing that the old Taoist looked afraid of death, Li Yan did not force him any more and said in a deep voice: "In that case, let's arrest him first."

"Uncle Sha, do it!"

Li Yan shouted in a low voice, and the two of them quickly rushed towards the temple.

As for Taoist Feng, he knew that he would be in the way if he went up, so he hid in the woods and waited...

(End of this chapter)